Today as I watched France pound the stuffing out of Croatia, my mother left 2 messages on my telephone. Each was a desperate plea to see me as soon as possible. She sounded serious.
The weather is hot and stormy in Oklahoma today. After the match, I scootered over to visit her.
I asked why she needed to see me... she had forgotten.
I asked if she remembered when I had visited her last... again she had forgotten. It had been only 18 hours previous.
There is a story about a boy who cried “WOLF!”.
It might as well be me posting again about the again about the artificially low price of Silver or the corruption within the banking system. If you catch me restating the obvious... or reposting a ‘beauty’ at the end of a post, it can be forgiven. I am an old man who does not realize my state of panic.
When should you prepare for the coming economic collapse?... As soon as Possible! Obviously. I’m serious.
Here is today’s beauty.